Pitch's eyes widened as his hand passed through him. Horror-stricken, and double-taking, he reached out to grab his shoulder again. His hand merely passed through it. The spirit tried again with both hands. Again, it only phased through the child. Memories of when the Guardians first appeared filtered back into mind. His eyes widened as he stumbled back a few steps.
No. No this couldn't be happening. Not with someone who believed in him so much before. He supported Pitch. He even looked up to him for a short amount of time. And now... he didn't remember him? But that what he set out to do! Pitch wanted everyone to know about him, to know his name, to remember him for ages to come! He made a big enough impact, hadn't he? His hands trembled as he patted at his own chest. He was... he was solid to himself, but again, he stepped forward. Yet again, his hand passed through the boy pitifully.
His hand slapped at his side and balled into a fist before he moved in front of Kevin. He bent his body down to his eyelevel.
"Who did this? Who did this to you!?" he demanded, trying to catch his gaze. "Who?!"
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No. No this couldn't be happening. Not with someone who believed in him so much before. He supported Pitch. He even looked up to him for a short amount of time. And now... he didn't remember him? But that what he set out to do! Pitch wanted everyone to know about him, to know his name, to remember him for ages to come! He made a big enough impact, hadn't he? His hands trembled as he patted at his own chest. He was... he was solid to himself, but again, he stepped forward. Yet again, his hand passed through the boy pitifully.
His hand slapped at his side and balled into a fist before he moved in front of Kevin. He bent his body down to his eyelevel.
"Who did this? Who did this to you!?" he demanded, trying to catch his gaze. "Who?!"